[Hajime flinched, shoulders tensing as Tooru yelled at him. It was all true. All of it. He'd left. He'd run. But how could he explain himself? Would Tooru even understand? Maybe... Maybe if things were better between them he could get him to see things as he had. But right now...?]
You were dead... There was so much blood and you were gone... I could sense a wolf pack coming and I... [He shook his head, eyes closing tight.] I let instinct take me. I wasn't thinking. I wanted them to kill me too. But years of hiding made me run...
[He trailed off then, the laugh jolting him and forcing his head up and eyes to find where the trap had captured Tooru's leg. There was blood... Blood and metal teeth digging deep into flesh. Why hadn't he realised that? Why had he let Tooru sit there in pain all this time?
Hajime moved, pushed himself forward and grabbed either side of the trap. He ignored Tooru's bitter words for now.]
This will hurt... I'm sorry.
[With the smallest application of pressure, Hajime pulled the two edges apart, opening the trap and even going to far as to snap the damn thing in half rendering it completely unusable. Then he went one step further and tore the bottom of his shirt so he had something he could wrap the bloodied wound with.
There wasn't much he could do about the break.]
... You need to get this cleaned. I'll... [he sighed heavily.] I'll tell you whatever you want. But deal with this first.
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Date: 26 November 2021 03:07 (UTC)You were dead... There was so much blood and you were gone... I could sense a wolf pack coming and I... [He shook his head, eyes closing tight.] I let instinct take me. I wasn't thinking. I wanted them to kill me too. But years of hiding made me run...
[He trailed off then, the laugh jolting him and forcing his head up and eyes to find where the trap had captured Tooru's leg. There was blood... Blood and metal teeth digging deep into flesh. Why hadn't he realised that? Why had he let Tooru sit there in pain all this time?
Hajime moved, pushed himself forward and grabbed either side of the trap. He ignored Tooru's bitter words for now.]
This will hurt... I'm sorry.
[With the smallest application of pressure, Hajime pulled the two edges apart, opening the trap and even going to far as to snap the damn thing in half rendering it completely unusable. Then he went one step further and tore the bottom of his shirt so he had something he could wrap the bloodied wound with.
There wasn't much he could do about the break.]
... You need to get this cleaned. I'll... [he sighed heavily.] I'll tell you whatever you want. But deal with this first.